Chapter 35 Merchants

"Dead," Fatty Ma repeated with an incredible face.

The clay figurine nodded heavily and said, "There are no obvious scars."

"Is it really cursed to death?" I squatted down and asked in an incredible tone, but they couldn't give me an answer.

Second Brother Jiang has been sitting by the fire without moving, so I shouted, "Second Brother, come and have a look!"

Second Brother Jiang got up and checked the body of 'Uncle Li'. After that, he said dullly, "I can't see it either."

"It seems that it's really cursed to death," Ma Fatty said.

I sighed, but I still don't want to believe the curse. Is there really a curse in this world? I asked at the corners of my mouth, "Curse, is there really a curse?"

"The so-called curse may have been taken," the clay figurine.

"What's the gis?" I repeated it.

The clay figurine said, "The poison is especially the poison of Yunnan. Its means are extremely smart, and people can be unconscious after the gill, so that people don't know how they died.

Fat Ma said, "Maoman, how can you be so evil!"

The clay figurine said with a heavy face, "Fat, you'd better not provoke this kind of person, or you will die miserably!"

Fat Ma was scared by the clay figurine, but he still argued stubbornly: "At that time, I will have a gun and directly surprise them."

"Don't say so much, let him be safe first!" I said in a low way.

"Fatty, go dig a hole," I ordered.

Fat Ma was not happy, and I continued, "Then you carry the body!" Fatty Ma ran to the mountain forest to dig a hole.

I carried the body with the clay figurine.

After burying the man, he inserted 3 cigarettes to let him go. Don't change the zombie, don't change the ghost.

After the four people worshipped, they sat around the fire.

I asked, "Second brother, who did you see clearly before?"

Jiang Erge was obviously stunned, and then made a swallowing action and said, "This is not something we can deal with!" Leave tomorrow, and it's none of our business here.

He didn't want to say anything, so I had no choice but to keep silent again.

I feel as if I have touched something that should not be touched.

A caravan of ten people was stationed here, and all the people in the village died overnight. Another person suddenly appeared this night, but the curse died.

Although I'm not completely sure that what Uncle Li said is true, it brings people into the fog.

Four people lived around the fire, relatively speechless, sleepless overnight, and quiet.

The next day, the sky released a dark light, and the four of us went to pack up. Fat Ma's harvest is the most abundant!

So when he climbed mountains and wade through the water, Fatty Ma complained all the way, but when I wanted to share the burden for him, he refused.

The clay fig man laughed at the fat man and said, "Fatty, you won't be tired."

"I'm exhausted. I'm willing to. When you don't have money to marry a wife, don't beg me to borrow money with a sad face," Fatty Ma replied.

The clay figurine was speechless by him and had to be silent. At that time, it may not be necessary to really ask Fatty Ma, a rich man, to borrow money. Stay on the front line and it will be easy to meet in the future.

crossed the mountain, took a boat across the river, and walked for a while before coming to Dujiangyan City by the Minjiang River. After arriving in Dujiangyan City, Brother Jiang said goodbye to us.

When saying goodbye, tell Fatty Ma that someone will give you your reward.

Fat Ma asked, "Second brother, do you know where I live?"

"You will know," Jiang Erge said this and left.

Fat Ma greeted him in a low voice, but fortunately, he gained a lot this time. Fat Ma didn't pay attention to this reward.

After watching Brother Jiang leave, we plan to stay here for a few days, which is a rest and a trip.

I found a hotel and took a comfortable hot bath. Then go out to find a restaurant for dinner.

The city of Dujiangyan is not large, but it is famous for its dam. There are still many people traveling here, so the city is also relatively lively and prosperous.

I found a restaurant casually. After sitting down, the clerk came forward and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

I suddenly remembered what happened in that village, so I started talking casually.

The man shook his head and said, "I don't know about this, but our shopkeeper should know. I'll ask the shopkeeper to come over."

I laughed and said, "That's good!"

The man waved to us and said, "It's okay!"

Soon the shopkeeper was called out, wearing a robe and a little bald at the top of his head. Depending on his age, he should be 50 or 60 years old. He came forward and smiled and said, "Sie few bosses need any help."

Fat Ma ordered the clerk to be served.

I raised the question just now.

The shopkeeper's face changed, and then talked: "I'm very familiar with that village 30 years ago. I have a distant relative in that village. That year, a caravan came to their village." The shopkeeper laughed a few times and said, "They soon became prosperous, and they lived a rich life. At that time, my family was poor, and my distant relatives often helped us.

"Later, because of his fame, it was published in the newspaper. Strange things happened at this time, and all the people in the village disappeared overnight. And the key is that the houses have been burned down, and they have built all foreign-style houses.

"Bed house!" I spit it out of my mouth.

"Then why didn't I..." Fatty Ma was so fast-mouthed that I stopped him in time.

"Yes! I have been there at that time. The way of the shopkeeper.

"Dadve they come to you later," the clay figurine asked.

The shopkeeper's face darkened and said, "He hasn't appeared since then. That's all I know. Do you need any other bosses to help?

I shook my head and thanked the boss.

The boss retreated, and at this time, the dishes also came up.

Suddenly, the boss turned around and came over and said carefully to us, "Yes, I still keep the newspaper of that year."

I was shocked and hurriedly asked, "Shopkeeper, can you show us?"

The shopkeeper readily agreed and soon ran out of the inner room with an old newspaper in his hand. The shopkeeper patted the dust and handed it to us. The boss asked us not to look at it first, saying that he was afraid of being seen and reported. I also understood the world, so I put it away.

When I returned to the hotel, I opened the newspaper. Sure enough, it was the Sichuan Morning Post. In 1940, the main thing in power was the Kuomintang, but it had shown a decline.

The title of the article is: Lijia Village worked hard to get rich and contributed to the country's exploration of new roads. At that time, it was still called the Republic of China.

I read it all the way, and the text has faded a little, even blurred.

The content expressed is nothing more than Zhang's meritorious deeds, and then praises the government, and finally makes a summary, hoping that the people of the whole country will learn from it.

These are non-nutritious words, but when I saw the photos in the newspaper, I was shocked and turned over the stormy waves.

Although the photo is old, there are only one or two faces that can be seen clearly. But one, although I can only distinguish the outline, I still recognize it at a glance.

Father, I repeated it in my heart that it is difficult to calm down, which is simply beyond my understanding of him.

I stared at this photo. Fatty Ma took a picture of me and asked me what was wrong. Then he pointed to the woman in the photo and said, "Sun, how do I feel that I seem to have seen this woman."